He was a nice enough guy. I had met him, and he seemed nice to me, too. But mom was just so hesitant about doing that, not sure if she wanted to be ti...d down, and unsure if this man was really right for her. "I just don't know..." she said doubtfully. "Well, what's the rush?" I said. Mom sighed. I had gone over to her apartment and we were sitting having coffee that morning. "That's just it," she replied. "He's the one who seems to be in a rush." "Just tell him that you want to think about it,". I opened my eyes to see everybody watching me, “John? Would you and a couple of other men mind pushing right here?”He looked at me with his eyebrow raised but moved to the wall and two others joined him. As they put their weight against the wall it moved slightly. They were surprised and he stepped back and looked at the wall for just a second before gesturing for the men to move closer to him. I leaned against Sam and felt Cat applying pressure against the wound along my side and hip.As the. He stopped and I almost ran into him, he turned and opened the door to his car and motioned me in, I slipped into the cool leather seat, and wondered just what the hell I was doing, leaving with a complete stranger, but in the time it took me to formulate these thoughts he had got into the car and pulled out of the parking lot. I had no idea where we are going and he didn’t speak to me and I was too worried and excited to speak. At a red light he leaned over me and opened the glove box, and. Those tales did not nearly enough describe how beautiful they truly were. Even sitting down, he could tell she was incredibly tall: taller than him, even. She had very long hair as white as the snow that often fell on his mountains, and had very pale but completely flawless skin. She was sitting with her back turned to him, so he unfortunately couldn't see the rest of her... but he certainly desired to. Being very, very, VERY careful not to trigger her sensitive hearing, he snuck around to the.